Hello Toronto, Goodbye Roommate?

I'm back.

Kris, however, isn't.

I'm not going to trouble the police with his missing-ness. No need to rouse the bloodhounds or dredge the ravines. There's a few extra boxes of raisin bran in the kitchen; he's still lurking somewhere.

But he's scared. Scared of the competition to come.

What's the matter, little Kwis? Aren't you roommate enough?